Villain Deku Novels & Stories

I am not hero or villain, I am me and I decided to stick with you forever, you and Me together forever. ceri:- but everyone want to play the role of hero and villain, you telling me that you want to leave in peace velliam:- everyone want to play but in reality we are human not God and devil. no matter how hard we try we never become them and those want to play and those who get to play, are most unfortunate people because they only going to suffer, lost their real them, become their worst enemy, that why I don't want to become something that not I am, I am arrogant before and I suffer so much because of that

Jean stops and looks at Duke. “I spoke to my own sister in person just a couple of weeks ago. She didn’t mention anything. And this could have been communicated over the phone,” Duke narrows his eyes. “A phone call can be tracked. Are you familiar with her mate?” Jean asks, gathering a file off his desk. “I know he is a warrior, just starting a school. He is a technology major,” Duke tries not to seem bored. “He is of the Warrior Class, but he is a Red Blood Warrior,” Jean hands over the file to a now shaken Duke.

Vycer looked to his father Dekk continued “I broke one of our most sacred vows. I trusted and taught an outsider the ways of our world. I thought knowledge of the land would help make this kingdom strong and resilient. I believed in the goodness of your parents. Yet, while the land can give, it also takes. And nothing is for free. Your parents turned to the darkest side of the land. They sacrificed dozens of people to find the one with powers to help them. When I found out it was my son I knew they must be stopped. I tried talking to them, Bryt, I truly did.”

She dug the novel out from beneath a stack of correspondence she'd been using to bury it, dust gathering faintly along its spine, and sat with it open in her lap for the first time in nearly two weeks. *The Villainess's Ruin.* She'd read it once, in her old life, curled up with tea gone cold beside her, treating it as nothing more than pleasant escapism before bed. She read it now with an entirely different kind of attention, searching each page for anything she might have skimmed past the first time, anything that might connect, however loosely, to a name like Renshaw.

Mom pouted. “Sure ! You can come with us, mom,” Kai said. “Draven, fill in for me please and boys, I saw the marks on the dragons that you asked me to look out for,” Mom said as she served her mates more food. “And ?” Kai asked. “He is Alex’s former Beta. His name is Ansel,” Dad V said sadly. “Alex who ?” I asked. “Dad V’s dead twin. The villain of the Great War that we heard so much about, Ty,” Kai enlightened me.

Finally, Nika whispered, “What’s your next move?” I stood, crossing to the far wall where a patch of damp stone hid a second sigil. I pressed my palm against it and felt the pulse of energy stir. “Kael thinks I gave him the whole truth,” I said. “But what I really did… was give him a weapon with no idea where the blade is aimed.” Nika tilted her head. “Meaning?” “Dreven will become the perfect villain in Kael’s eyes and while he focuses on rooting out corruption in his council, I’ll work from the shadows to unravel Elara’s mind all over again.”

{System Booting… 3% 45% 79% 100% Welcome to The 'Villainess Justice System'} A robotic voice thundered loudly across the area, announcing its presence. "Nnngh...Shut it….Shut it now!" The once stark figure from which the dark energy was absorbed from, seemed to have life as it yelled in a domineering tone with its gaze on the white floor. "Noisy." It muttered. Resulting from dark matter being taken away from it, the figure now appeared to be a woman. She possessed long dark, flowing hair with the top part tied into a bun with a blue feathered ribbon. Holding a sword dripping with fresh blood, her whole body was also drenched in another person's blood, possibly a victim as her body harboured

‘ I realize in the images the girl from the mirror was also from the game. Aurelia Giliam... That is her name. She was the villainess of the game. She hated the heroine so much. She did countless things just to mess up her chances. Even though she was always causing trouble for me in the game. I could only feel a sense of kinship with her. She was like me. Even though she had a family, they didn’t want anything to do with her. Her father hated her for taking the life of the only woman he loved and her older brother didn’t want anything to do with her. She was simply something everyone didn’t care for.

I hate weak girls who keeps on romanticizing every guy’s hypocrisy! “Don’t talk to me like that. Fix yourself Jai, you look horrible” I told her in a straight and cold voice. I pity her and at the same time if affects me seeing her in that condition. I don’t want to be so soft to her because I want her to be a strong woman and not just anyone that a guy can peek on to. Among us, Jaira is the most demure and vulnerable while Ara and Hailee are both tough and feeble.

But my expression shifted instantly into a cold, dangerous glare. “I am still the daughter of Vladimir Devali — and who are you?” I asked, stepping closer. “Just another elite guard, nothing more.” Before she could answer, I kicked her square in the jaw. She stumbled backward and fell onto the sofa, clutching her now‑crooked nose. “Speak to me with disrespect one more time, and I will feed you to the sharks.” I pulled a dagger from behind my back and drove it hard into the cushion right beside her thigh. She screamed as the blade sank deep into the fabric. None of the other guards dared move — they were clearly terrified.